I keep walking into what we called Elijahs toy room to pack stuff, and find myself walking out, and I want to keep it messy just like he left it, Keith tried helping and just went upstairs to lay with his comforter... I know we should just be happy he is home with his FAMILY but we miss him so much. We can actually make dinner without tripping over him, watch our own T.V. shows and not Tommy the Choo Choo. not have to match tiny little socks, trip on hot wheels, tell him NO. smell poop. have him watch me Pee . get frustrated because he doesnt know what he wants, Clean the floor constantly around his chair, walk up and downstairs without opening gates, stop him from mixing the cat food and water for the other three kiddos. check and make sure he is breathing, vaporizor, his music and fan on at bed time, find the Elmo jammies, put fresh batteries in every toy, make toast, have him puke oatmeal, want the interrior lights on in the car. see the moon, every morning ask for the Moon, Snow on he mountain as we go to day care(Pikes Peak) cry for his Tee Tee, run back home for the Tee Tee, smile when he Flirts with all the women at the store, Only want Pompa, Only want Mommie, pull the cats tales, lay on Cowey (cowboy), Throw things, tantrums, point and call me a meanie, God I could go on forever because he was our Forever. But we both have to go on and be his grandparents. But I will say this he is one happy boy and loved forever, I guess in a nut shell Love is Forever and he is our Love Forever Loved our Boy Elijah... I will try again to clean the toy room since it is the main room from the front door, what would the neighbors say. had to share
Posted on: Sun, 04 Jan 2015 20:48:08 +0000
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